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ROOSTER TEETH presents
a new series by MONTY OUM
Did anyone else feel like someone walked over a grave?
We open on what looks for all the world like Little Red Riding Hood visiting a snowy cenotaph, which would explain that feeling. I'm pretty sure it's a cenotaph because it would be a lot of work to dig an actual burial site into a clifftop like that.
Red stops emitting rose petals and turns to leave. Weirdly prominent crucifix, but OK. The cenotaph bears a rose symbol - a relation?
This site is really in the middle of nowhere, isn't it.
Suddenly, poorly animated wolves! About a dozen of them! Red disintegrates into rose petals as one of them claws her face off. Welp, that was quick, everybody go home - oh who am I kidding, we're only 30% through the trailer. Yep, another wolf looks up and spots her silhouetted against the full moon.
Goodness, that is an adorable face. If you're not distracted by that adorable face, you might notice the other distinguished lump of polygons in this detail shot, which is about to be unfurled into a
really big gun.
Bang! Wolf dead. It's a bit gruesome. Only a little bit.
This is not your mother's Little Red Riding Hood. Unless your mother watched RWBY - I can't rule that out.
Red lands, allowing us to more clearly see that her gun is literally half her full height, and continues blasting. Three shots, three kills, and many emitted rose petals later, she unfurls the gun further. It's also a scythe! The wolves pick a champion, who approaches and gets trapped between the scythe blade and the gun stock. The scythe handle must be fully Red's height, I swear. Wolf Champion decides it has Red right where it wants her, so takes the time to growl/roar derisively. No,
you're trapped in here with
her. She fires the gun at nothing much and lets the recoil drive the scythe blade to bisect Wolf Champion. Like the others, it evaporates into rose petals as some sort of blood metaphor.
The surviving wolves aren't happy, and attempt to make their displeasure known at Close Range™. Red just enters gun turret mode, courtesy of anchoring the scythe point in the ground, and blasts them all away.
But look! More wolves!
No matter. Red is a combat prodigy, blasting away at wolves with 100% shot efficiency, using the recoil if not her own strength to cut up more with the scythe, acrobatting around to get into better positions, and occasionally kicking wolves in the face to get them into worse positions at the same time. OK, now she's hooked one with the scythe, swung around to stand on its back, and fired the gun into the ground to decapitate it and launch herself airborne; I'd say that's just showing off, except it's also a waste of the bullet.
A wolf pursues her into the air. It should have asked the others how that went for them. Oh wait, the others are dead, and now so are you.
Even as Red takes a solid hit to the scythe guard and is knocked away from the wolfpack, I can't help but think it was exactly what she wanted. Yeah, see, she just needed a moment to reload.
And now, the same thing but FASTER. So many speed lines and whooshing noises. So much cutting and shooting. Funny intercut of wolf bits and bullet casings as they arc through the air. So many dead wolves.
Red lands and adopts a dramatic pose, having cleared out entirely too many wolves for twenty-five seconds of combat. The wolf bits presumably all turned into petals, but the bullet casings rain down around her to provide one last moment of dissonance with the Little Red Riding Hood we're pretty sure we remember.
Well, that was a thing that happened.
"Everyone is entitled to their own sorrow, for the heart
has no metrics or form of measure. And all of it... irreplaceable."
It's true. It's literally why I started doing this.
It feels like there's about to be sads.
If you listen really closely, the announcer's words are mostly gibberish as far as I can tell, but the last two are pretty clearly "Weiss Schnee". That's her name, then.
Goodness, she looks lonely on that stage. Or maybe I've just been primed by that opening quote.
The song is also about being lonely.
Oh oh okay that is not how you fix it
that is not how you fix it!
Weiss, narrowly escaping certain death by big h*cking sword, draws her own. It's way smaller, even relatively speaking. There's got to be an immature joke in there somewhere.
Evidently Weiss is a practitioner of a similar kind of combat artform to Red, given that sprint-turned-stab-turned-flip. (I checked so that you have no excuse to: her skirt passes the camera's view vector entirely between frames.) Weiss might not be nearly as skilled given all the nearly getting bisected by big h*cking sword, or perhaps a sword-statue is a more challenging opponent than a zillion wolves. Conservation of ninjutsu? Trouble is, it likely can damage her, but she clearly can't damage it, and that can only end one way.
The knockback on those blocks is
incredible.
But what's this? Weiss casts a spell of haste, and now has a much easier time dodging. The second cast demonstrates that the accompanying symbol under her feet isn't just for show - she double-jumps off it. Hasty saber (I asked my brother, who does fencing, and he told me the one with the edge is the saber) moves to the big h*cking armour's knee might be accomplishing something, or might not. Weiss pulls the double-jump trick again, but the armour is expecting it and punches her into next Tuesday. Holy cow, that looked like it hurt.
But she's still singing on an otherwise empty stage? Is this a nightmare sequence?
The armour is generous enough to allow Weiss to recover and regain her feet. That
did hurt, judging by the bleeding from above her eye.
And now she's taking this seriously. The red saber-glow makes the big h*cking sword just bounce off entirely; the blue one makes the floor sprout ice crystals, making the sword-wielder dodge or presumably be immobilised or something. It has another go with the big h*cking sword, but Weiss
jumps onto the flat of the sword and uses yellow saber-glow to cut it in half down the middle. It's not about the size of the weapon, but the, uh, weapon's ability to glow interesting colours? The joke just doesn't work, and if yours does any of those things you should see a doctor.
Reduced to its fists, the big h*cking armour has a good go, but can't stop Weiss from readying another spell. She dodges fist, then casts, throwing it dramatically airborne. I remember just enough from when I played Smash Bros and/or League of Legends years ago to know that won't go well for it.
Weiss casts magic missile to pin the armour in place against empty air, casts something else, then does her own dramatic aerial leap and selects antimatter saber-glow to fatally missile-stab through it. It shatters on impact with the ground, because this isn't Red's traiier, this is Weiss' trailer.
Fade back out of the nightmare sequence to the stage, revealing that Weiss has a scar where that wound was so it must have been a 'based on a true story' nightmare if not an eidetic one. And it's the same stage! That can't be good for her mental state.
Your hopes have become my burden.
I will find my own liberation...
Well that's not ominous
at all.
Speaking of "not ominous at all", something has taken a giant chomp out of the moon. Red fought beneath a full and completely circular moon. I thought Weiss performed under a circular moon, but rewatching and paying particular attention to its appearances makes clear it's missing a chunk of its edge - but it's still mostly whole, and even nearly convex. This opening shot shows us a clearly concave moon missing more than half its visible area, some of it trailing as moon debris chunks of immense size. Or maybe it's just moon phases and daylight, who knows.
After lingering on the shattered moon for a while to tell us it's important, the camera eventually pedestals down to show us a catgirl meditating on a rock. (I never could take this whole catgirl craze seriously, but it got even more difficult after I adopted some actual cats. I theorise that catgirl fans are just cat fans stewing in denial, excess horny, or both.) The camera also lingers here, for reasons I could imagine but then I'd have to wash my brain out with soap again. After long enough some guy wanders just partially into frame to tell her "it's time". He also names her as Blake, which is a good thing because I can't just call her Black, now can I. Blake waits a moment, subject to a lingering camera closeup, before acknowledging that it is, indeed, time. What is it time for? By the way they're now sprinting, it's time for us to find out!
They reach a cliff edge, and dramatically slide-and-leap down it to dramatically board a passing train on an elevated rail track. The train is styled like an old-style steam train, but it travels way faster than one of those ever has. It's also mega-scale judging by the relative size of Blake and masked Other Guy landing on top of it and then leaping forwards to the next car.
Other Guy slashes at something out of view - I think it's the lock on a hatch, because he then opens the hatch and jumps in. By the time Blake follows, Other Guy has seen enough to tell her they'll be doing it the hard way, which apparently means fighting a bunch of poorly-animated robots. Honestly, I had my fill of exhaustively squinting at fight choreography back there with Red, so this is going to be less content-rich. Fortunately this trailer is longer overall so I might output the same number of words.
Some of the robots have twin gun arms, others have twin sword arms. Other Guy has a sword whose scabbard can fire it like some kind of oversized blunt bullet, and also a gun in there somewhere; Blake has a sword with a ribbon, whose sheath is also a sword because why the h*ck not. It's all a bit of a blur, aside from the part where they can both deflect machine-gun fire with their swords, like they're cutting bullets out of the air in bullet time but without the bullet time.
They advance to a flatbed car where more robots advance upon them. Blake's sword and sheath both have ribbons and are also guns with which she does silly recoil tricks while using the ribbons to not have them fly off into the distance forever. Other Guy's sword sheath is
definitely also a gun. In full accordance with conservation of ninjutsu, the robots are no match for these two.
In the next enclosed car, Other Guy thinks the contents of a crate (from which the camera looks out at them) are "perfect", and tells Blake to keep advancing while he "set[s] the charges", dismissing her concern about the train's crew. Blake's opinions on this dismissal are put on hold by the arrival of Spider-Bot of Doom 9000. In full accordance with conservation of ninjutsu, it's a tougher opponent.
Other Guy's name is Adam, apparently. {{Otherwise known as "OH, THAT'S THE ASSHOLE".}}
Blake and Adam take turns being shot at and knocked around by Spider-Bot of Doom 9000. "We need to get out of here," says Blake, right before 9000 merges its four gun-arms into one super-gun and knocks them out of there back onto the flatbed car. Adam shouts at Blake to buy him some time, yes he's sure. Blake buys him some time; then 9000 tries its super-gun again but Adam just tanks the whole blast by literally having his sword eat it. 9000 then attempts to resort to Close Range™; Adam annihilates it with his Final Smash, which clears most of the cargo off the flatbed too. Then he runs over to Blake on the adjacent
other flatbed car, but for some reason stops short of the coupling. (Was it two flatbed cars the whole time? Plausible.) Blake just says "Goodbye", and - after a dramatic delay - severs the coupling, leaving Adam's half of the train behind. Adam could totally have jumped over that gap initially, but he just doesn't move at any point during this sequence.
Given Adam's association with red screens, I think the fade to black Blake-silhouette on red means we're seeing through his eyes here? Is he perhaps angry about it? An angry guy who has no qualms about manslaughter, how could this come back to bite anybody at all?
Scathing eyes ask that we be symmetrical, one sided and easily processed.
Yet every misshapen spark's unseen beauty is greater than its would be judgement.
That's so pretentious it's even forgotten to have hyphens.
Motorcycle. I think that's about the opposite of pretentious. Seriously, have you ever seen anything pretentious involving a motorcycle?
Goldilocks - much better placeholder name than Yellow - dismounts her motorcycle and walks into a poorly-animated club. The only way to improve that sentence is to note that actually her chest entered first by a wide margin.
(dips fingers in bleach, washes brain out with soap) Apparently that's not my kind of joke. Still a h*ck of a sentence there.
The ambient music (can we really call it
ambient at this volume?) is the club mix of Red's trailer music.
Goldilocks walks up to the bar and orders a drink. The guy next to her thinks she's too young to be admitted. She thinks he's too old to be named Junior.
There's a flirt or two -
(winces) Definitely don't call her "sweetheart". I'm not even sure it's safe to call her Goldilocks.
What's it called when Character A attempts to torture information out of Character B which B doesn't have but it's played for laughs?
Our motorcyclist, unbothered by threats of death from Junior's security, decides to
actually catch files with honey this time, which works better if you haven't just poured the vinegar on. I have decided that I don't like her.
Apparently it was just a ruse to facepunch him into next Tuesday. Security are angry, but our motorcyclist deploys her gauntlets of - was that a spent shell. Is every weapon in this universe also a gun except for the ones that glow funny colours.
Motorcyclist is silhouetted against the main lighting in the exact same pose and point in the music as Red was silhouetted against the moon. I have typed "silhouette" more times in this post than I have in possibly my entire life beforehand.
And h*ck your entire dance floor.
Red fought wolves, Weiss fought a big h*cking suit of armour, Blake fought robots, Motorcyclist fights humans. Humans are tougher opponents, judging by the number of shots expended on each of them, but Motorcyclist has no major trouble fighting them off to the tune of the club mix of Weiss's trailer music, even when the DJ pulls out a submachine gun - they're not good enough at tracking her with it, so she gets to Close Range™ and punches him to incapacity.
At this point Melanie (in white) and Miltia (in red) arrive, conveniently referring to each other by name. They sound like stereotypical "valley girls", which is probably a deliberate artistic choice to create dissonance with their skills as the
real security. Motorcyclist just reloads and starts fighting them both. They're each almost as dangerous as she is. Despite the DJ's head being thoroughly bounced off the mixer deck and much of the interior destroyed, the sound system is now playing the club mix of Blake's trailer music.
Melanie has bladed high heels. Sometimes I just don't even. Seeing as I'm not sure how you'd put a gun in a shoe, I can only presume they can glow funny colours, like those ones that lit up as you walked that you always wanted as a kid.
Some conservation of ninjutsu still applies, as Melanie is a more dangerous opponent once Miltia is discarded through another interior fixture. Nonetheless they are minibosses, fated for defeat, and Motorcyclist advances to the final boss: Junior with an MLRS bazooka and music not yet heard in these trailers. (Watch closely and you'll see Melanie getting up and leaving.)
The bazooka is an MLRS that fires the wimpiest rockets I've ever seen. People just don't realise how dangerous explosions are.
Which is more anime: deflecting bullets with your sword, or prematurely detonating rockets with your gauntleted fists?
The bazooka is also a telescoping club.
What? Motorcyclist is evolving! Now her hair's on fire! How does that even work?
RIP bazooka. But in exchange he tore some of her hair out. But, in accordance with conservation of ninjutsu, that just makes the rest of it
more on fire.
And h*ck your entire club. Motorcyclist punches Junior out of the first-floor window for the KO, then follows to check he's actually out. Also there is Red. Remember her?
"Yay?" she says, presumably sarcastically but I'll need more context. "Is that you?" she asks, confusing me immensely.
"Yang?" she asks, "is that you?"
{{The end of "Yang" is barely pronounced at all. If I knew as little as I pretended to, I'd be totally unable to realise it was a name - see above strikethrough.}}
Motorcyclist, now known to be named Yang, addresses Red as "sis".
Red has an unusually high-pitched voice. I'm not sure if it's irritating or adorable.
This shot composition leaves me with so very many questions. Firstly, are there two moons (one intact, one half-shattered), or one moon (half-shattered) and an incredibly dim setting sun, or one moon (half-shattered) and some tall spherical artificial light, or some other arrangement entirely?
No Yang, it's not a long story. You assaulted a guy before you asked him the one question you came to ask him, and then picked a needless fight with him and literally all his goons, some of whom didn't even use the generic goon character model.
Next time: Some get cookies; some toss cookies.